One Fine Day.... I Will Forget Your Name....
It's been a long road with my sister's former abusive relationship. I thought the drama was over, but it's not. Is it ever really over? Only if you want it to be. You can always just walk away and move on. She doesn't want the year and a half to not mean anything, but it's better than it having more meaning that it should have. This should not define her romantic life, etc....
Even now, nearly two years after dumping my ex, things still come up that I didn't know while I was dating him - or right after dumping him. Information of his numerous crappy activities/behaviors/disinformation spreading still comes up from time to time. Every now and then I miss a CD he stole or wonder whatever happened to my first fedora. Sometimes a mutual friend will bring him up, or I run into a pic of him. I wonder when it happened that the girl he cheated on me with being brought up stopped stinging with anger. I wonder when it was that looking at his picture didn't trigger a gut reaction of anything. I wonder when it happened that learning more of his misdeeds no longer hurt. Without knowing when it happened, I know that in the second that I no longer cared if it ever did happen was that moment it did. That second that what the mutual friends thought of me no longer mattered to me, because they're either my friends or they're not - and trusting their friendship was more important to me than trying to see if they were going behind my back was the second I was free.
I want her get to that place, the place where it no longer matters to her what people are saying about the relationship behind her back. There will always be days that I remember the stuff my ex stole and get pissed off for a moment, but I think it's normal. Now I just need to sit back and watch her do it for herself, because no one else can do this for her.